The dunes in the distance are tossed by the dry winds of the wasteland, and the surface forms wavy textures, moving from one place to another.

Far away, sand and storms eroded the heavens and the earth, breaking through the clouds upwards and sweeping the wasteland downwards, and the winds and sandstorms swirled around the demonic blood-red eye of the wind, twisting into a dark brown storm pillar on the horizon, and this huge storm pillar was erected between the heavens and the earth, running through the sky and the earth, slowly moving on the horizon of the sky.

Nearby, low clinging plants and dry brown thorns clung to the dry, hard sandy ground, fearful of being uprooted by the winds of the wasteland.

......

The wasteland is barren, desolate, and endless.

The Jackals' camp was scattered on the gray-yellow sandy and gravel surface, like old scars growing here and there on the wasteland, exuding a foul smell and an eerie smell.

Just to the east of the village of the Great Gangster, there is a jackal camp, surrounded by a lot of eaten human bones, this camp is several times larger than the other jackal camps.

At this moment, on the outskirts of this camp, next to a pile of messy human bones, a jackal was holding up a blackened skeleton with one hand, and it used the fingers of the other hand to dig into the hollow eye socket of the skeleton, and after picking for a long time, it was finally very deflated, its eyes were fixed on the storm moving at the far end of the horizon, and its mouth kept cursing: "There is no brain marrow left! There is nothing left! Throw those guys into the eye of the storm and send them to death!"

While the jackal was cursing, the other jackals would be heard in the camp from time to time, and they would be noisy and harsh.

Not far from the camp, Little Flower Shadow's eyes opened a little wider than usual out of curiosity, and her gaze naturally fell on the face of the jackal holding the skeleton in his hand.

She couldn't help but ask the black scales beside her, "What is it picking?"

Black Scale frowned and said solemnly, "It's picking at the remaining food." ”

As if she didn't understand, Little Flower Shadow withdrew her gaze and looked instead at the ruins looming to the east of the camp, and if she wanted to enter the ruins, she had to pass through the camp of the jackals.

There are many ancient thorns growing near the Snake Temple, I don't know how many years they have grown, like a wide city wall, densely intertwined and coiled around the ruins, forming an insurmountable obstacle, as if they are suffering some kind of curse, these thorns are unusually thick and tall, and the tips of the thorns are slightly cold and cold, completely different from ordinary thorns.

And this jackal camp just blocked the only way to enter the Snake Temple, and this camp was obviously larger than the other jackal camps along the way, like four or five small camps combined into a large camp.

"I see. ”

Black Scale put his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Little Flower Shadow also seemed to understand something, and said, "Black Scale Mom, I remember you told me that the ruins on the Northern Wilderness Continent were badly damaged by the explorers. ”

"That's true! The ruins on the Northern Wilderness Continent, except for the ruins deep in the hinterland of the Northern Wilderness, all the ruins that are close to the sea of stars and are on the edge of the Northern Wilderness have basically been destroyed and turned into flying dust. ”

After Black Scale finished speaking, he changed his words and sneered: "In the Northern Desolate Continent, a guy who can be in a marginal area like Thorn Harbor, which is close to the Star Sea, and has the strength to keep a relic intact as bait, should be a big guy." ”

Xiaohuaying suddenly realized, clapped her little hands, and said: "This means that the Divine Snake Temple has not been destroyed and can still be preserved intact, because of the existence of this camp, and it is in this camp that there are high-level jackals?"

"Clever, my little shadow is really smart, hey, hey!" Black Scale grinned, and the Terran woman he incarnated with this grin, it looked a little weird.

"High-level jackals, wow, what would that look like?" Little Flower Shadow turned her face and looked at the huge tent in the middle of the camp, next to the roaring campfire, and you didn't need to think about it to know that the high-level jackals must be there.

There were many tattered strips of cloth hanging on the tent, swaying in the dry wind of the wasteland, and there were many patches on the tent made of some kind of rag with a spirit element, colorful, covered with old blood, exuding a strong rancid smell, and in the jackal's camp, there were always filthy scavengers, and these scavengers were raised one by one, like some strange black spot, on the blood stain of the tent patch and in the pile of bones outside the camp.

As for the patches with blood stains, they are all the clothes of the explorers, as well as the disassembled boots and headdresses, etc., the fabrics and spiritual materials used to sew these clothes already contain the spirit of the essence, and some can even be called spirit treasures.

But no matter what kind of spiritual material spiritual treasure, in the long years, those spiritual elements contained in cloth, leather, and spiritual material jewelry were all dissipated in the dry air flow of the severe shortage of spiritual elements in the Northern Wilderness, and finally disappeared completely.

"Tut-tut, it's a pity for these spiritual materials, you know, if you want to make a piece of equipment rich in spiritual yuan, it takes a lot of effort and spiritual materials. Black Scale raised his eyebrows, a look of regret in his eyes.

Little Flower Shadow shrugged her shoulders and didn't say anything.

Of course, she knew how many Star Coins were needed by the Lingyuan tailors in the Dongchen Continent to sew a set of clothes, and so many Star Coins piled up in the tailor shop might not be able to buy the spiritual materials and spiritual treasures needed by Qi Beings to customize their equipment.

Black Scale pointed at the jackal and said, "Go and get this guy." ”

"Me?"

Little Flower looked at the black scales uncertainly.

"Be fast, knock it out and drag it back. Black Scale said with a smile.

"I can't move it, it's so strong, it's so tall. Little Flower Shadow shook her head and spread her hands.

"Hey, hey, hey, you have to be confident. Black Scale laughed again.

Little Flower Shadow tilted her head and thought about it, but didn't say anything more, and after a gust of wind, she was already standing behind the jackal.

The jackal was still complaining crookedly about the lack of food, not enough to eat, when suddenly he felt that something very small was hitting somewhere between his ears.

It's round, and four bumps as hard as Terran bones, all too small to be thrown into your mouth like a Steppenman's bones and chewed crunchy, but why does it hurt so much?

Hey?

Again?

Again?

Still coming?

Huh, why do all these bones have doppelgangers?

Still shaking?

"Let you shake! I, I, I ate you!"

These thoughts flashed through the jackal's mind for a moment, and then, with a snort, said, "No, who's beating me?"

Before it could turn around, the heavens and the earth flipped in their corners and turned black.

Little Flower Shadow tied the fainted jackal with a rope and quickly dragged it back to Black Scale.

Looking at the "behemoth" on the ground for herself, she thought to herself that she was fortunate to have a lot of strength, and it was really good to have strength.